Chapter 300

The final battle of the ancient tomb takes place in the flooded hall. On the high platform and under the water, waves of skeletons, Nord ghosts, and ghosts who can't rest can be crushed by a push. The strong ones will use frost magic, wear ebony armor, and even some ghosts will use dragon roar. When they gather, they will send out incomplete [unshakable power] one after another At that time, the fierce air mass turned the quiet grave into a deep-sea whirlpool.

"Loda!"

"Loda!"

No one should want to stand firm here. The air current is like a knife, which can tear people's armor and cut their flesh. If it wasn't for these ghouls, they wouldn't represent power, or Lu Zhengkang would be beaten into meat mud without armor. Even a statue made of gold would not be able to resist so many dragon roars!

In the deafening roar of the ghost, Lu Zhengkang was dizzy and full of sharp pain like a knife and needle. He was grinning in the roar of the tide and Howling: "divine armor, divine soldiers, divine power!"

Create your own vomit eyes - the God of heaven comes down to earth!

The troll's tall body suddenly expanded, and his clothes were blown into rags. The magic power was surging and turned into a set of pure white heavy armor and a two handed axe. Lu Zhengkang grasped the illusory and shining axe, and could not stand down in the strong wind.

The ghosts lined up in a half circle, seemed to be aware of the rising power of the living, and immediately began to roar. The whole ancient tomb was shaking. In ivastede Town, everyone was scared out of the house by the terrible cry and vibration. The landlady yelled in the street, "the ghosts in the ancient tomb are coming out! Someone went to the ancient tomb. Now the ghost will come out to kill! Run

The guards were in a hurry to maintain order. The Nord men went home to take out their weapons and began to patrol the streets spontaneously. Some of them fled first with their children and old people, while the others planned to stay here and die with the ghosts that might appear.

In the ghost roar, a roar of thunder is very clear. There are three words of Shenjia, Shenbing and Shenli, which make people who don't know the truth look at each other.

Lu Zhengkang stepped on the ground and walked step by step towards the encirclement of the ghost. If he didn't pay attention, he would be blown away. He walked very slowly and steadily.

Heart force in such a fast recovery under the pressure, can immediately send out a second roar.

Close to the ghouls, wave a huge axe and sweep them. The armor of ebony can protect these ghouls from being slashed, but it can't completely reduce the terrible shock. The dry body of the ghouls is beaten into powder.

Then Lu Zhengkang turned his head and yelled at the ghosts on his right, "Voss - loda!"

Boom!!!

There was a crack in the dome of the main hall. The water of Lake Kia rushed in and turned into several waterfalls. All the ghosts that were wiped by the air mass flew out. The ghosts that roared in the middle of the Dragon turned into ashes in mid air and even distorted their armor.

After all the soldiers had cleaned up, the top coffin lid was pushed away by a pair of thin arms.

A ghostly overlord in black sandalwood armor sits up and looks at Lu Zhengkang. The skin on his face tightens and he shows a terrible smile. He says in hoarse dragon language: "outsiders, disturb my sleep, you will suffer eternal pain!"

Without saying a word, Lu Zhengkang rushed over with an axe.

The ghostly overlord raised the ebony sword in his hand, holding the handle in one hand and the back of the knife in the other. The blade of the axe collided with the blade. The ghostly overlord was still, but the black iron coffin under his seat was twisted.

In the eyes of the overlord, "Zu havik!" Dragon roar: disarm!

When the wind blows, Lu Zhengkang's magic axe explodes into primitive magic power. He is not flustered. He grabs the ghost's long knife, breaks the wrist bone, reverses the blade and cuts it off at the ghost's neck.

There are beautiful natural patterns on the surface of ebony weapon. At this time, it is a set of enchantment. The ghostly overlord gives a grim smile, leans back to the blade, and then draws the long knife. The sharp blade cuts the troll's palm, and immediately a stream of magic energy comes out to pull Lu Zhengkang into a paralyzed state.

Lu Zhengkang was very happy to see the ghost. Under the helmet of the divine armor, he also showed a banter smile and enchanted the tattoo - magic resistance.

The enchantment on the ebony knife failed to paralyze Lu Zhengkang, and the ghost overlord was also surprised. Then, Lu Zhengkang still held the knife in one hand, but locked the ghost's shoulder in the other.

The troll opened his mouth and read out a few Nord words. With each word he said, the temperature in the hall increased by one minute.

"Sun, burning soul, flame!"

Self created spitting eyes - the breath of burning clouds.

Roar!!!

In the next second, a golden particle jet will submerge the head of the ghoul overlord, and the strong fire elements and life magic energy will cause terrible twisted burns. For the living, the sprayed parts will melt and regenerate at will, and even if they survive in the fire, they will die in pain under the abnormal lesions. For the dead, it's even more terrifying. It's a way to incinerate the corpse and the dead.

The black sandalwood helmet of the ghostly overlord melts a little bit, revealing the face of silent scream. He can't get rid of Lu Zhengkang's iron hoop like palm even though he is struggling for his life. After all, his skin and flesh are dissolved, and his soul is burned away.Lu Zhengkang's breath lasted only four seconds, the original arrogant ghost overlord was only a pile of hot metal and ashes.

"Hoo, Hoo..." Lu Zhengkang sat on the ground for a rest.

Now he is fully qualified to spray with the dragon, where he will be baffled by a ghost.

Finally, it's cleaned up.

At the end of the hall, there is a suspension bridge and a gate. After breaking the stone gate, there is a new hall with a majestic arc-shaped dragon language wall on the high platform.

Lu Zhengkang knew that the Dragon Descendants could learn new dragon language from the wall. He was not a dragon descendant, so he could only look at the content.

"Here lies the body of Heller,

" companion of all beasts.

"GINET's servants wish her eternity.

"Rest in the forest of dreams."

Lu Zhengkang thought about it and carved characters on the ground in front of the Dragon language wall.

"The son of Garna kuzhe, the master of troll soul, the gourmet of Dongbao, the master of Longhou, defeat all the unwilling corpses here, give rest to the dead and peace to the living."

……

The people of ivastede spent a night of anxiety, the ancient tombs were quiet, and a few weeks later, the water level of Lake Kia was found to have dropped a little.

In the tavern in the early morning, the boss and his wife met the troll. He was still wearing comfortable and decent linen clothes and a thick bearskin cloak. When people asked him what he had done in the ancient tomb, the troll just laughed but did not answer.

Residents have never seen ghouls roam at night again.

……

Garna's cabin.

It's very dilapidated. The thatch on the roof has disappeared long ago, revealing the desolate and decadent beams. The key turned in the keyhole. It was rusty and couldn't be opened.

Lu Zhengkang came into the house over the wall.

Sure enough, there was nothing.

Only mud and weeds on the ground.

Looking for a long time, in the fireplace, found a small dirty cloth doll, embroidered with a word - friends.